The size of the white crane flying feathers is amazing, and it is more than 20 meters tall when it raises its head, and it is really standing out from the crowd when it goes to the backyard of the Divine Minister's Mansion. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But now, it was injured and could no longer stand there gracefully as usual, bowing its head and combing its beautiful feathers.

The slender legs were broken by a palm wind, and when it spread its wings and wanted to fly to escape from danger, the left wing was also hit hard, and the flying feather let out a sad roar, and fell directly sideways, smashing more than a dozen chambers in succession.

"Wow!!!"

The white crane is lying among the rubble, constantly flapping its wings and screaming, it is afraid, it is crying for help!

The guards of the Divine Minister's Mansion followed one after another, but none of them were the enemies of the ingress, even Cai Sanyuan, the commander of the guards of the Divine Minister's Mansion, the bearded man who often curried favor with Fei Yu and often gave Fei Yu food, also roared, and before he could even summon the martial spirit, he was slapped to the ground by someone.

Bearded man, don't you usually brag very much? Now you're fighting for a little bit of anger, hey!

"Wow!!!"

Watching the visitor approach it step by step, Fei Yu screamed again, it had already sensed that the person was a soul emperor, and his target seemed to be himself.

"Wow!!!"

Who is here to save me, Benhe doesn't want to die yet!!

The flying feather kept fluttering and retreating, and the yard was filled with shocking dust, and the flying feather no longer had the grace and tranquility of its past, it was now like a big rooster that had been wiped and bled by its neck, fear, struggle, its wings flapping wildly, its white feathers stained with mud, and its proud head being beaten into the dust.

The strength of the fifth level of the Soul Sect was so vulnerable in front of a Soul Emperor that Fei Yu didn't even dare to have the idea of resisting, just retreated with a strong scream.

If it can still fly now, it will definitely plunge into the Flying Immortal Sect and die and never come out again!

"Zong Shoude, you still don't want to come out, do you really want to watch my Flying Immortal Sect's spirit bird being killed like this?"

Just when Fei Yu almost desperately thought that he was about to be slaughtered, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Cheng Feixue, Jun Ruyi's protector.

Fei Yu burst into tears and was saved!

The white clothes are fluttering, graceful like a fairy.

Cheng Feixue at this time is undoubtedly the most beautiful in Feiyu's eyes.

Cheng Feixue stood in front of Fei Yu, with a solemn expression on her face, facing the strong enemy in front of her who didn't know the roots, Cheng Feixue didn't say a word, and directly summoned her bell-shaped martial spirit, a giant golden bell more than ten meters high and more than ten meters long in diameter directly enveloped her and the spirit crane behind her.

As Jun Ruyi's protector, Cheng Feixue's best thing is not attack, but defense.

With the sixth-level soul power cultivation of the Soul Emperor, coupled with the orange top-level Innate Soul Clock, Cheng Feixue was confident that he could withstand the fierce attacks of any Soul Emperor. Even if the Soul Emperor arrived, Cheng Feixue could resist for a moment.

"Feiyu, are you alright?"

"Wow!!"

The white crane Feiyu chirped twice in response, and at the same time leaned his head in front of Cheng Feixue, and rubbed Cheng Feixue twice affectionately.

"It's okay!"

Cheng Feixue raised her hand and patted Feiyu's head to show comfort, and at the same time, with a thought, the golden giant clock gradually became transparent, and everything outside was revealed in front of her again.

The gray-robed old man was still on his side, looking at the huge yellow bell that stopped in front of him with interest.

Zong Shoude's shrunken turtle still didn't come out, and her scream just now was in vain, and Cheng Feixue was so angry that her face turned red.

"Bang!!"

With a loud bang, the gray-robed man tried to slap on the yellow bell, and his soul power penetrated, and the ripples vibrate, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, rippling constantly.

"Soul Emperor Ninth Rank Peak!"

Cheng Feixue instantly judged the exact strength of the gray-robed man, and her heart was a little at ease, as long as she was not at the emperor level, she was confident that she could block it, even if Zong Shoude's coward didn't come out, she would be able to survive this catastrophe safely.

"It's a very good martial soul, enough to withstand the full force of the junior soul emperor. ”

The gray-robed man smiled, and then Cheng Feixue and Feiyu saw that a martial spirit gradually appeared above the gray-robed man's head.

Rattle?

It's a rattle?!

Cheng Feixue's eyes couldn't help but widen, she was not mistaken, the powerful soul cultivator in front of her who had cultivated enough to have the peak of the Soul Emperor, his martial soul turned out to be a rattle that most children love to play!

The size of a palm, the whole body glows with purple light, and it looks particularly dazzling in the dark night.

Purple Martial Spirit!

Cheng Feixue's heart sank, the world is full of wonders, although the rattle-shaped martial soul is rare, but it is not rare, what surprised her is that this rattle is actually a purple martial soul, which is one grade higher than her orange bell-shaped martial soul.

Any purple grade martial soul will be accompanied by a special innate natural ability, just like Jun Ruyi's purple gourd, which can inherently spew out heavenly fire and burn everything. Before he was sure what the innate ability of the purple rattle martial soul in front of him was, Cheng Feixue didn't dare to be careless.

"Knock! knock!"

The gray-robed man took the rattle in his hand and shook it gently at the yellow bell.

To outsiders, this is just a normal drum sound from a very ordinary rattle, which is the same as the feeling of a child shaking it in his hand on weekdays, crisp, natural, and a little noisy.

However, Cheng Feixue and Feiyu in the giant bell are a different feeling.

"Buzz~!Buzz~!"

The ground shook as if someone was striking their heads with a hammer of iron, with a splitting headache and a thunderous roar in their ears. The white crane flying feather was directly stunned and fell to the ground.

"Poof!"

Cheng Feixue also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her Martial Soul Giant Bell actually cracked in these two ordinary drum sounds! The buzzing sound just now was the roar of the Soul Bell itself when it cracked!

Resonance!

The innate ability of this rattle martial soul turned out to be resonance!

Cheng Feixue instantly saw through the natural ability of the rattle, and her heart was bitter.

Sonic resonance is the highest secret technique in all sound attack soul techniques, according to legend, this technique is practiced to the highest depths, nothing in the world can not resonate, as soon as the sound wave comes out, everything is broken!

The gray-robed person shook it, and her soul bell had already cracked, if she came a few more times, wouldn't her martial soul be shaken to pieces like this?

"Soul Technique - Admiralty Nine Turns!"

Cheng Feixue shouted loudly, and directly unleashed the strongest soul technique she could use, and the giant bell shrouded above their heads quickly spun at a high speed under the urging of her huge soul power.

For a while, the bell roared, brilliant and dazzling.

"Knock! knock!"

The gray-robed man shook the rattle in his hand again, and his soul power was released, and the drum sound was obviously louder than the previous two.

"Buzz~!Buzz~!"

The spinning golden bell still did not escape the fate of being resonated by the sound of the drum, and the cracks on the surface increased, and the original cracks became more obvious.

"Zong Shoude, hurry up and get out of the old lady! If the old lady dies in the Divine Prime Minister's Mansion, even if you and Jun Wufeng can escape this catastrophe, don't think about any good end in the future!"

Cheng Feixue spurted out another mouthful of blood, the situation was critical, and she finally shouted loudly again regardless of her image.

"Okay, okay, it's like mourning, the old man has come out!"

While speaking, a middle-aged man riding a giant flame lion appeared abruptly next to the giant bell, and glanced at Cheng Feixue, who was obviously seriously injured in the giant bell, and said, "You say you stupid woman, why is this trouble?"

"This senior is obviously coming for that stupid bird, why don't you just give it to the senior? Everyone is safe and has nothing to do and spends this beautiful night together, why do you want to make each other unhappy with each other so much fighting?"